Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 417 - 413 I’ve Had My Fill of the Northwest Wind

Chapter 417: Chapter 413 I’ve Had My Fill of the Northwest Wind

"He has changed! He has changed!"

After regaining consciousness, Su Yong kept muttering as he watched Lin Zifeng leave.

His deep eyes, however, revealed endless terror, as if Lin Zifeng’s transformation had utterly exceeded his imagination.

"Father, what’s wrong?" Su Ni started to get scared.

"I’m fine," Su Yong replied weakly.

"Father, can you tell me if you knew each other before?" Su Ni pressed on.

After recovering, Su Yong just looked at Su Ni, and after a long while,

he stood up, gazed into the distance with profound eyes, and said lightly, "We knew each other two years ago."

"Two years ago?" Su Ni’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

"Two years ago, there was an unprecedented drug trafficking operation on the border. The higher-ups demanded that we crack down on this earth-shattering drug trade in the shortest time possible, but despite Frontier Wolf mobilizing all its manpower, it was all in vain in the end. It wasn’t until we met Death God that... that scene happened..."

At this point, Su Yong seemed reluctant to mention the incident from two years ago.

However, Su Ni had already guessed snippets of the secret.

Her father was promoted two years ago; he had been serving at the border, guarding the country.

Known as Frontier Wolf, and after that meritorious deed, her father was commended by the higher-ups and then transferred to Zhonghai City...

Su Ni was aware of all this, but over the past two years, she had never heard her father speak of Death God, nor the event that happened two years ago.

Until today, he finally opened up about it.

"Alright, I’m tired, there are things you are meant to know, and you will eventually find out. What you shouldn’t know, telling you may not necessarily be a good thing." Su Yong sighed, his gaze vacant, obviously defeated by Death God again, feeling unwilling. But what use was there in feeling unwilling.

Reality was such that he had lost back then.

And he was still losing now...

...

It wasn’t until late at night that Lin Zifeng, dragging his exhausted body, returned home.

At that time, Nangong Bing was leaning on the couch, eating fruit and savoring the coffee in her hand, staring unblinkingly at her laptop.

Originally, Lin Zifeng was too tired today to bother her.

But the evil meatball suddenly stood up when it saw Lin Zifeng enter the door. ****, it then lay down again.

"You’re back?" Nangong Bing asked without turning her head.

"Yeah, I’m back." Lin Zifeng nodded. Seeing that Nangong Bing paid no attention to him, he didn’t have the audacity to approach her.

"Have you eaten?" Suddenly, Nangong Bing, who had been lying on the couch, asked with care.

Oh? Lin Zifeng raised his brow slightly.

When had the old lady’s attitude towards him been so good? Asking if he had eaten? This was indeed a rare occurrence.

"Ahem..."

Now that the old lady herself had inquired if he had eaten, it was such a fresh experience; if he didn’t respond accordingly, wouldn’t he be doing a disservice to her kindness?

Therefore, he cleared his throat twice, putting on an air of saying I’m your husband, and walked up to Nangong Bing with his hands on his hips, "Not yet."

It was rare for Nangong Bing to ask if he had eaten. If he didn’t enjoy this moment to the fullest, he might not get another chance like this.

"Oh, I haven’t eaten either. Here, take some money and go buy two hamburgers," Nangong Bing said, her attractive round eyes still fixed steadily on the computer.

"Me, buy?"

"Yes, and also get me a Coke, room temperature, no ice," Nangong Bing nodded.

"Hey, hey, hey! Are you kidding me, Nangong Bing? You ask me if I’ve eaten late at night and then treat me like your servant?"

All the excitement he had felt initially had now completely fizzled out.

"Is there a problem? I’m giving you money," Nangong Bing slowly lifted her head with a look that was both cold and slightly disdainful.

"Save it, I’m not hungry at night, I’ve had my fill of the northwest wind," said Lin Zifeng, waving his hand dismissively. Even a clay Bodhisattva has a three-point temper. Aren’t you overdoing it with the teasing?

Watching Lin Zifeng’s retreating figure, Nangong Bing didn’t say much more but sighed and continued to watch the video she had someone copy that morning, her heart stirring once again.

Compared to the man in the bronze mask, this guy isn’t even on the same level.

...

That night, Lin Zifeng lay quietly in bed reflecting on many issues and also imagining his future.

However, every time he recalled memories from five years ago, his heart ached as if it was being pricked by a needle.

He tossed and turned in bed for a long time.

He was so restless he couldn’t fall asleep at all.

Touching the black, rustic bracelet on his wrist, he still hadn’t figured out what kind of enormous secret it held within.

The next morning, Nangong Bing was up much earlier than him as usual.

Once downstairs, there was a delicious breakfast waiting, which indeed made for a rather nice life.

"Are you planning to go to work today?" At the breakfast table, Nangong Bing, dressed in plain clothes with a classical long skirt complementing her perfect figure, was the epitome of every man’s dream woman.

"Today? Well, there’s some stuff at school, and Huahua wants me there early, so I think I’ll wait another couple of days," Lin Zifeng said hastily, trying to be cheerful.

"Do you think it’s good for a grown man like you to be doing nothing all day?" Nangong Bing said as she tore off pieces of bread and popped them into her mouth. Her tone was casual, but it struck Lin Zifeng as odd.

"What, the boss thinks I’m too idle and is preparing to offer me a cushy job?" Lin Zifeng’s eyes lit up.

"That’s not what I mean. I’m just saying, Lin Zifeng, with your abilities, if you’re willing to put in the effort, your achievements would certainly not be much less than mine. I just don’t like seeing you idle away your days."

"I have you, don’t I? With a CEO wife like you, why would I even bother to strive? The money Tianyu makes in one day, I could never earn it even if I struggled for ten lifetimes. Besides, I don’t have the capability, right?" Lin Zifeng quickly picked up the milk from the table and, aiming to please, poured a cup for Nangong Bing.

"Well, it’s like playing the lute to a cow, no matter how much I say, you wouldn’t listen," Nangong Bing shook her head in resignation. Talking to this guy was simply asking for discomfort.

Have you ever seen a john convincing a prostitute to reform? They’re all just talk...

"Okay, I’m full," Nangong Bing said, glancing at her watch, seeing that it was about time.

"You should eat more, boss. If you eat so little, how are you supposed to grow? Look at how thin you are," Lin Zifeng said kindly as he stood up and brought over a piece of bread he had just spread with butter to Nangong Bing.

Although his words sounded nice,

his eyes couldn’t help but slowly drift towards the splendid expanse of Nangong Bing’s long legs.

Tsk tsk! My wife is my wife for a reason; even these legs are much better looking than the average woman’s. Just look at them, I could get off just by admiring her legs.

Staring at such a beautiful woman every day, even an impotent man would probably get some reaction.